The crowd had died out and the people were leaving the concert hall. R&B artist Ashanti, pop singer Michelle Branch, and Amy Lee from the band Evanescence were already backstage in Ashanti's dressing room sipping on some champagne. They were looking through the monitors watching all the other artists leave.
It had been a big festival combined with different musical guests in New York. One of the guests was John Mayer. The three girls watched him get off the stage take his guitar with him.
"Mmm, I'm not much into white boys, but I have to admit John Mayer is a hottie," said Ashanti.
"Yeah, totally," Michelle agreed.
"Ah, he's ok I guess," Amy said sarcastically.
Ashanti and Michelle turned to look at her. Amy wore her short leather skirt and matching top that showed off her flat belly. Her hair was down and her eye makeup was heavy with black eyeliner. Her black knee-high boots completed the sexy goth look.
"Are you serious? You don't think he's hot?" Ashanti questioned.
"Well I guess, if you like that pretty boy type," Amy said taking a sip of her champagne.
"Don't tell me you find Marilyn Manson more attractive!" Michelle giggled.
Amy narrowed her eyes at the pop star. "No! I'm just saying, well.... his singing sucks! I hate the whiny music he sings. It's college music at it's worse."
"Well honey, we are not talking about his singing. We could care less about his music. I'm talking about his body." Ashanti whispered.
"I like his lips!" Michelle blurted out.
Ashanti and Michelle high fived each other and laughed. Amy remained quiet. Deep down she loved John's lips. She'd been staring at his mouth all night long. They were so thick, nice and full.
"Mmm I bet that boy could eat pussy really good!" Ashanti roared.
"I'd love to find out with he can do with those lips of his," Michelle said softly. She flopped down on one of the couches and sighed.
Amy rolled her eyes and finished her champagne. She got up and threw her backpack over her shoulders. "Well I'm out of here."
"Why are you leaving so soon?" Ashanti asked.
"I'm bored. I need to get out of here. You two are too horny over that wussie of a singer."
Ashanti laughed. "Oh come on Amy! Quit denying that you haven't at least thought about what his lips would feel like between your legs."
Amy nodded. "No, I haven't. He's such a wus! I bet he doesn't even know how to have sex."
"Oh but I bet you could teach him huh Amy?" Michelle asked.
Amy was getting fed up. She wanted to run out of there and go back to her hotel room where she could masturbate with thoughts of John. "Whatever, like I said I'm out of here."
She walked towards the door and just as she opened it, John was passing by. She had opened the door hard making John drop his guitar.
"Ah shit!" John groaned.
Amy felt her heart racing. "Oh sorry."
"Sorry? Is that all you have to say? I think you broke my guitar!" John yelled.
Amy felt her blood boiling. "It wouldn't have broke if you would have held on to it more."
"Whatever. Shit, now I'm going to have to buy me another. This was my favorite."
"Your favorite? How much could that have cost? Two hundred dollars?" Amy snapped.
John grabbed his guitar from the floor and his eyes pierced at Amy. "It was five hundred dollars for your information. What do you care anyway? Aren't' you late for your next cult meeting?"
Amy couldn't help but laugh. John's icy stare soon turned sweet. They both laughed. "I'm sorry. I really am. I can help you buy another guitar if that one is broken." Amy apologized.
"No that's fine. I don't think it hit the ground too hard."
They both stared at each other for a moment and then Amy heard Ashanti's voice. "Hey Amy...oh hi John."
John stared at her and smiled. "Hi Ashanti."
"What are you two talking about?"
"Nothing. I was just leaving." Amy said trying to move past John.
"No! John, tell her not to leave."
John looked puzzled. "Um ok...Amy, please don't leave."
Amy blushed.
"Yeah you can join us too if you want John," Ashanti was persistent.
"Join you? For what?" John asked curiously.
"Just to hang out. We got plenty of champagne here."
"Well I can't turn down champagne now can I?" John smiled at Amy.
Amy turned back around and went back into the dressing room with John following her. She had to admit he looked damn sexy in his blue jeans and black button up top. His hair was a bit messy and his lips...oh god his lips!
"Hey Michelle! Look what Amy found in the hallway," Ashanti announced.
Michelle got up from her seat and gasped. "Oh hi John!"
John waved. "Hey Michelle. You did a great job out tonight. In fact all you ladies did."
"Here have some champagne," Ashanti said handing John a glass.
He grabbed it and put his guitar down on the floor. He quickly sipped it as the girls watched his lips on the glass. Amy felt her pussy getting wet. He was even hotter up close. She took a seat next to where Michelle was.
Ashanti went over to a stereo that was by the mirror and turned it on. The song "milkshake" by Kelis came on. Ashanti began to dance around. Her short black skirt rode up some giving John a quick glimpse of her white thong. Her top was a white crop top that showed her cocoa skin beautifully. Her hair hung loose as she danced around. The floor clacked by the sounds of her black heels.
"Oooh I love this song! So sexy don't you think John?"
John shrugged and smiled shyly. "I guess so. I like the lyrics."
"What do you think the lyrics mean John?" Michelle asked curiously.
John blushed more. "I don't know...milkshakes refers to a girls...u know juices."
Amy found herself getting hot. Ashanti continued to dance, moving closer to John. Michelle eyed Amy and raised a brow. "I think he likes the way Ashanti's dancing for him."
Amy turned away. She was feeling somehow jealous that she couldn't move as well as Ashanti. That girl had rhythm!
"You should dance with me John," Ashanti said in a flirty tone.
John nodded, never taking the smile from his face. "I can't dance. I'm a white boy."
Ashanti giggled and began grinding her butt against him. John gasped and stood there letting the beautiful girl move her lovely body. Michelle cheered and got up to join Ashanti. The two girls danced seductively around John. Michelle danced behind him and Ashanti in the front. John was being sandwiched by two very sexy girls.
Amy sat back and watched. She grabbed the champagne bottle and began to chug it. She was trying to control her heat. She'd never been that turned on before. Watching the girls getting John hot and bothered was so sexy. Michelle's blue jean skirt was riding up slowly as she continued to grind against John's body. Her little black top was very low cut and looked as if she wasn't wearing a bra.
John slowed began to move and grabbed Ashanti's waist. She pressed her butt closer to him grinding it on his cock. John couldn't help but get a hard on. Michelle danced behind him pressing her breasts on his back.
Ashanti turned around and put her arms around his neck just as the song was dying out. "Do you want to know what my milkshake tastes like?" She whispered John.
John gulped. "Y-yeah," he stuttered.
Michelle tiptoed and whispered to him as well. "What about mine?"
"Yes. Oh yes!" John sighed.
Ashanti put her hand on his cock over his jeans. "Mmm he's hard. I bet he can't wait to taste our pussies."
Then Missy Elliot's "Work It" came on the radio. The girls moved slowly again. Ashanti stared into his eyes and John didn't hesitate to lean down and kiss her. Their lips were about to meet, but Ashanti slid her tongue out and ran it all over his lips. She moved her tongue seductively in circles. John let her long tongue wet his lips.
Amy's jaw dropped. She wanted to push Ashanti and do that to John. Soon enough their lips met. Amy watched them engage in a sexy long wet kiss. Michelle moved to the front rubbing on his chest and gently pushed Ashanti to the side to get her chance to kiss John. John and Michelle kissed passionately.
Ashanti looked over at Amy motioning for her to go join them. Amy slowly got up, as if she were hypnotized. She walked over and stood watching John continue to kiss Michelle.
"Ahem! I think Amy wants a kiss to John," Ashanti announced.
Michelle broke their kiss and stepped aside giving Amy the chance to get to feel those nice full lips. Amy hesitated at first and stood staring into John's eyes. John moved to her putting his hands on her waist. "Do you want to kiss me too Amy?" He asked politely.